Denver's POV
"My Alpha, where is Miss. Laura? We don't have time on our side." The shaman asked, urging me with his tone.
It's been more than an hour since Laura excused herself to use the restroom since she was pressed. We have been waiting for her but she wasn't showing up.
Suddenly, my wolf gave me a hard nudge and I crumbled to the ground, supporting myself with my knees.
"Alpha!" The pack members and guests screamed in fear as I unexpectedly vomited blood.
"What's it?" I muttered, questioning my wolf who surprisingly turned docile.
"What's going on? This is the first time something like this is happening to me. What does that mean?" The pain was still there and I struggled to stand upright while everyone stared at me, wondering if I was fine.